The entire mountain and its surroundings were deathly silent when Zhou Yuan’s calm voice echoed in the area. There was a somewhat sluggish expression on the faces of every disciple as they stared at the bloody body of Feng Yu, whom had been embedded in the side of a cliff. The only thing in their heads was a soft buzzing noise, clearly unable to return to their senses for a time...

Feng Yu… had been unable to take even a single punch from Zhou Yuan, and ended up being instantly ...